The Caged Thrush Freed And Home Again - (Villanelle)

"Men know but little more than we, Who count us least of things terrene, How happy days are made to be! "Of such strange tidings what think ye, O birds in brown that peck and preen? "Men know but little more than we, "When I was borne from yonder tree In bonds to them, I hoped to glean How happy days are made to be! "And want and wailing turned to glee; Alas, despite their mighty mien "Men know but little more than we, "They cannot change the Frost's decree, They cannot keep the skies serene; How happy days are made to be! "Eludes great Man's sagacity No less than ours, O tribes in treen! "Men know but little more than we, How happy days are made to be!